Legend of Cyrus

"Runt."
"Useless"
Cyrus guides her way through life with these words in her ears. Sure she's small, the smallest pup in blood pack, but she has her strengths right? Her sister Camera believes so. What Cyrus doesn't know is she's part of a grand scheme to change the lives of wolves forever.
Exiled from her pack Camera and she will embark on the daily tests of life for the lone wolf. Cyrus prospers under her sisters guidance until Camera's untimely death. Now with no one but a male she barely knows she is thrust into her destiny. Blood, hatred and prejudice line her path but should she succeed her story will be told for generations to come.
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Prologue:

Deep in a forest more ancient than modern
memory, War raged. Man and Wolfripped each others
throats as rivers of blood spilled between them. So fierce was
their fighting that Wolf began to eat the carcasses of fallen
man, breeding a lust for human flesh.

Soon wolves began
ransacking villages and gorging on children. Man had no more
defense than its weak sense of sight. All the better to watch the
carnage unfold. In desperation they were forced to throw rocks
and sticks at the creatures they considered demons. It wasn't
long until these ancient tools were honed and predator became
prey.

Man tore the
legions of the wolf pack apart paying pound for pound for the
blood of their own. Packs left without Alphas, Pups left without
sire or dam:all starve.

It was in this
age, away from the turmoil of the outside world two pups, still
shining from placenta, took their first breaths. Their slick
membranous pelts already showed their coats of brown and black.
Deadly teeth ripped the casing and licked the pups clean. A
gentle rumble of pleasure and pride echoed in the quiet chamber
where theirmother, Camelle, and her pups rested. Her muzzle
lingered on the head of the little brown bundle. "Turveren" she
whispered into his fur. "And you" turning to her other son,
"shall be Taro"

"Good strong
names" An excited voice barked from the side. The mother turned
tired eyes to the speaker. A wolf of soft cream fur stood among
the darkness her golden eyes glowing. Beside her ghosted another,
quieter wolf. Both were her offspring of previous litters. Now
they served as her nurses and the only others beside her that
would see these pups for at least a moon.

"Come see your new
brothers" She sighed. Softly the two approached. The cream female
paused to mesh her fur with the identical pelt of her mother then
dropped to run her whiskers over the pups. The other held a pelt
as blank as her expression while she gazed upon the future of her
pack.

"They're
absolutely beautiful, Mamma" The cream female gushed nudging her
mothers cheek with affection. Camelle gazed on in drunken
happiness. "I know their TRU..." The female never finished.
Suddenly her body rippled like a thundering river. Howls of
bitter rage and pain flew from her throat. A placenta wrapped
bundle fell from her hauncheswith a
thud. It did not
struggle or whine. A pelt as white and gleaming as sunlight shone
through her bloody casing. Camelle snarled at the wasted
effort.

"A runt, and dead as well" She
gripped the pup roughly in her bone crushing grip making it yelp.
She nearly dropped it in surprise.
"Put her down" The wolf who had remained silent until now stood.
A strange look crossed her gaze. Wary of her daughters actions
she laid the pup upon the ground. Instantly the gray wolf began
to lap the life into the weak being. It began to breath, cry, and
defecate. The gray wolf gleamed with pride and met her mother's
pondering eyes.

"This wolf will not die." She
barked. Camelle growled. "That's not for you to say Camera.
That's my pup and I will not raise a runt." Camera drew herself
up to full height making her mother crane to meet her yellow
eyes. "Then I will raise it. Just nurse her and I will take her
when she's weaned." Camelle did not understand the new found
dedication of her daughter but nodded agreement. She laid among
her sons and now her daughter and drew her close to
nurse.